Sunday, April 15, 2007

A Country Post-Punk garage demo song

Get over here King Zucchini I'm going to cut you up and put you in my pot.

Get over here King Zucchini there ain't no place to hide but inside my pot.

It's useless to try now, I've got a hungering, and you're inanimate besides.

Not that you've forgotten, by now you're very aware of my interest, but I'm going to remind you everything dies.

I've got a hankering for you King Zucchini now get over here, I'm going to put you in my insides.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

You should really write something new. Maybe something having to do with how you feel about hygiene and women. I'll do the same, but I'll post mine somewhere else. I use this place for dated stuff.